to suggest others within his compass. Although Falconry does not now prevail as a pastime to the extent it did formerly, yet is it still to be found among the amusements of the field: should it be doubted whether there can be any pleasure in it as a recreation, let a falconer tell his own tale, and express his own feelings.*

There is yet another out-door pastime, which may be enjoyed by the residents in Jersey, of a more social character than that of hawking, and not liable to the charge of cruelty, that is often made against it.

* George Tuberville was a celebrated falconer, during the reign of James the First, and wrote on the training and management of hawks : there is a poetical introduction to his work, in which he sounds the high praises of falconry: his verses may not be so symphonious as the renowned Angler's, but they have great force of language, and are not without beauty, according to the taste of the times. After descanting on the evils of idleness, he proceeds :

Which if be so, I need not blush or deem it my disgrace,

If hawks and spaniels I preferre, and set in highest place;

For truly no devise delights the mind of man so much,

No game so gladsome to the limmes, there is no pleasure such:
No phisicke fitter to remove the dregs of direfull paine,

And to restore to former life the feeble force againe.

He then describes the feats of a spaniel, and the pleasure they afford

when

They scour the fields with wond'rous skill, and deale in cunning sort,
As though indeed they had conspirde to make their master sport:
So as by hawkes doth pleasure grow unto the gazing eie,
And dogges delight the listening eares before the hawkes do flie.
What dolt so dull but takes delight when once the spaniel springs
The fearefull fowle, and when the hawke lyes long upon her wings?
What sence so sad-what mind so mazed, but sets his sorrowes by,
When once the falcon free, begins to scud amid the skie,
To turne and winde a bird by sleight, and eke at last to slay,
With strong encounter doves and ducks, and every other prey,
By binding with her close in clouds, in manner out of sight,
For noble peeres and chiefest states, a passing pleasant flight;
So small a bird, so large a fowle. at such a loftie gate

To reach and rappe. and force to fall—it is a gameE OF STATE!

Since the musket has displaced the bow and arrow as a weapon in war, Archery has been retained as a recreation. Although it is far less prevalent now as a pastime, than when employed in battle, yet has it always held a place among the amusements in England, and several of her monarchs have bestowed on it their especial favour.

It were easy to give a history of archery from the reign of Henry the Eighth, when it became altogether a pastime, through the successive reigns of Edward the Sixth, Elizabeth, and the Stuarts, all of whom bestowed upon it marks of royal favour, down to George the Fourth, who, when Prince of Wales, gave it his especial patronage; and when he visited Scotland, in 1822, was constantly attended by a band of archers :—but here it will be unnecessary to say more than to mention some eminent men who have written on the subject, and quote them in its praise.

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Roger Ascham, the celebrated tutor to Queen Elizabeth, was the first who wrote on archery as an amusement during the reign of Henry VIII: his book is entitled "Toxophilus, or Schole of Shootinge:" he thus commends it :"Shooting is an honest pastime for the mind, and a wholesome exercise for the body; not vile for great men to use, not costly for poor men to maintayne; nor lurking in holes and corners for ill men at their pleasure to mis-use, but still abiding in open sight, and face of all the world for good men, (if it bee any way faulty) by their wisdom to correct it."*

* The reader will be amused with Roger Ascham's "praise of a goose," which is, indeed, connected with the subject of archery: he says, "how well doth she make a man fare at his table-how easily doth she make a man lye down in his bed-how fit even as her feathers are for shooting, so be her quils fit for writing."

serves:

Every lover of archery is well acquainted with William Wood, that Prince of Archers, and his celebrated book, "the Bowman's Glory;" but not to multiply quotations, we shall only add one from "the Arte of Archerie,” by Gervaise Markham, who was marshal to the Company of Archers, in 1631: in the introduction to his book he ob"The Lacedæmonians never ordayned anything for the bringing up of youth, that was not joined with labour, and that labour which is in shooting, is of all other the best, both because it increases strength and most preserveth health, being not vehement but moderate, not over-laying any one part with weariness, but exercising every part with equalnesse, as the arme and brest with drawing, the other parts with walking; being not so paineful for the labour, as delightful for the pastime; which exercise, by the judgment of the best Physitians, is most allowable."

We shall merely add that archery revived with considerable éclat, in 1770. Societies were formed, and many of the nobility became members: there was one in particular that attracted great notice at Hatfield,' under the patronage of lady Salisbury. In 1790 the prince of Wales not only gave it royal countenance, but prizes to be shot for on this occasion the ladies' prize was won by lady Cunliff.

In concluding this subject may it not be asked,if archery has received so much of royal favour, would it at all derogate from the dignity of the lieutenant governor of Jersey to give it the sanction of his high patronage?

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CHAPTER XII.

TOUR ROUND THE COAST.

"Undertake at all events a pedestrian tour round the Island. Descend

into the bays, double the headlands, and skirt the cliffs. This is the way to see an island: many fine scenes and singular spots escape one, if excursions be only directed to particular points."

Inglis.

Ir is proposed in this Tour round the Island to notice only those bold features and natural curiosities, which probably have existed from before the period when it became inhabited: the buildings and other works of man, whether mansions, or castles, or druidical remains, which may fall in our way, will be passed by with a cursory remark, to be described more at length in the tour through the parishes.

The coast tour may be performed in two days, taking the northern centre of the Island for the conclusion of the first day; where the traveller may get slender accommodation in St. John's parish, or as the distance is only five miles to the town, he might return to his hotel, and by traversing the same road the next morning, he may start from the point which he left the evening before.

The reader need scarcely be informed that this should either be a pedestrian tour, or performed en cavalier: if the latter, he should provide himself with a person to attend to his horse while visiting spots inaccessible on horseback.

It is proposed to commence the tour from the town of St. Helier: on leaving which, the tourist will be conducted along a part of the southern shore; and from thence, turning northwards, skirt the eastern side of the Island, After having proceeded thus far, the next course will be that of winding among the sinuosities of the high northern boundary; then stretching along the western extremity, turn again to the southern barrier. Having pursued this outline, he will enter St. Helier on the western side.

On leaving St. Helier, the first striking object is an assemblage of high rocks, all insulated at half flood, on one of which stands Elizabeth Castle. This chain is encompassed with the rugged surfaces of lower masses, rendering the approach of an enemy both difficult and hazardous. These rocks divide St. Aubin's bay into two parts, one of which is called the great road, and the other the small road.

Ancient records inform us that, about A. D. 565, and probably for several subsequent ages, the range of rocks just noticed constituted part of the main land of Jersey: on the summit of one of them is a small but substantial stone building, called the Hermitage, in days of legendary fame, the secluded cell of a martyred ascetic, from whom the town of St. Helier received its name. From the harbour the road is continued round a part of the hill' until it descends to a small rocky inlet, called Havre des pas, from which, at a short distance, we arrive at a small village, called Le Dic. From this village we pass along a low flat surface, bordered on the right by the sea, and on the left by rising umbrageous grounds, which separate the parish of St. Clement from that of Grouville. When the tide rises to its full height, the sea view is remarkably fine, and highly picturesque, exhibiting a